Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tommy Castro
Guitar
The Painkillers
Performer
Christoffer Andersen
Rhythm Guitar
Mike Emerson
Keyboards
Randy McDonald
Bass
Bowen Brown
Drums
Endre Tarczy
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Cain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christoffer Andersen
Producer
Letra
Spent about a week
Just thinking about
How this woman tried to ruin my life
For three long years she spent my hard earned dough
Said she wanted to become my wife
Well I moved just before I blew it
I packed my bags when I got hip to it
I woke up, smelled the coffee
Baby, I got on out
I worked twelve hour days,
Five days a week
Trying to keep that woman off of my back
Well she hollered and she moaned about the money coming in
'Til I thought that I was gonna crack
Well, I moved to the outskirts of town
'Cause I refused to be her clown
I woke up, smelled the coffee
Baby, I got on out
Well, I woke up one morning and I could see so clear
Like some Windex was on my brain
It cut through the lies and the games that she played
How I let them drive me insane
Well I woke up in the nick of time
And I escaped that little crime
I woke up, smelled the coffee
Baby, I got on out
Hey, hey, yessir
I woke up
And smelled the coffee
Yes, I did
Then I got out of bed
Not a minute too soon
Written by: Chris Cain

